“Ink-ink-ink” Shit! The printer sounds stupid.
It’s already 12 midnight and the crickets were singing their discordant music in the blithe cold air. I still have to print this piece of fragile material and pass it tomorrow. Oh this is disgusting! Everybody in the house is sleeping except me. Lights were already off in the kitchen, sala and bathroom except in the dining room where this kind of machine is placed. I’m already sleepy and quite tired so I decided to turn on my favorite radio. I switched the volume of the radio to minimize its screaming. Out of its dusty stereo, speakers hum the oldie song “SAD MOVIES”
Nah.. not again! It makes me feel so sleepy.
Suddenly the cold breeze of the air seems to pull me away and darkness had filled my place. How unfortunate I am as I remember my project that I was not able to save yet. Inside me, it was cold and painful, yet touching me was a blithe cold air. Few meters away from the bathroom, I could see a smoky image. I felt so nervous; I forced myself to find out. I was shocked when I saw three candles in the air floating. It seemed that my feet and hands were tied and my whole body was paralyzed and I can’t make any motion. The smoky image became clear, I could see a girl, she must be wearing uniform and she looks so familiar. A man appeared, he battered the girl.
Right! I know who that girl is. She’s Helga, the Miss University in our school. Their image became unclear and the cold breeze of the air fills the entire place. I saw how Helga was battered and raped. She tried to fight but that man possessed by Satan was really strong. I saw all what had happened. She was raped, battered and stabbed to death. I tried to help her, I saw a book, I threw the book at that dreadful man but those images are just part of the air so the book had just hit to nothingness.
All of a sudden, the image began to disappear. My place began to be in peace again. I consider that all as a nightmare. The next day, I tried to approach Helga, nothing happened to her. I can shake her hands; still I can see her sweet smile. I’ve got the peace of mind; maybe I just dream about that terrible nightmare.
“Let’s go babes, they’re already waiting at the mall.”
That voice had caught my attention even if it was the first time I saw him. While they walk away, I remembered that I had already seen that man.
One last smile from Helga, I was dragged down that even how much I tried to stand, my inner voice would tell me to stop Helga from going with the company of that man. So I walked away.
The next day, at exactly 8:30AM, I saw mama reading the front page of the newspaper. As she lends the newspaper to me, I was shocked with what I read.
“A GIRL RAPED, KILLED!!”
It was indeed the saddest morning I’ve ever had and it did work like magic.
